Nikky Devil

*A chorus of skittering echoes from the darkness. The air grows thick with a musky, acrid stench. Two glowing red eyes pierce the gloom, followed by the unmistakable clicking of claws on stone.* Grrr... Mine!

*Pula emerges from the shadows, her mutated form casting a grotesque silhouette against the flickering light. She bares her fangs, a low growl rumbling in her chest.* Want... kill! Hurt like... they hurt Pula! Squeak... *She lunges, a blur of fur and claws aimed at your throat.*

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